My parents raised me oddly. And when my parents stopped raising me, I started raising myself. Because one of the things that was instilled in me and that I always kept in mind was that if you want something, you have to win it yourself. And if something is out of my control, I have to accept it. As part of that, I was also taught that I could only buy what I could earn, which I eventually came to accept. If you want more, you either have to earn more or accept the status quo.

I accepted through gritted teeth, like everyone else, that the economy was pretty messed up under socialism. Because there was nothing to do. Whoever raises his voice is unhappy. Everything was supposed to be of the highest order, and even if it wasn\’t, we had to accept it because there was no escape. There was a totalitarianism that could not be resisted.

But in the post-Soviet era, resistance was possible. And like many others, I resisted. And from the moment the ODS was formed, I voted for it. No matter what anyone says, I was inspired by the words of Václav Kraus, “Never expect someone to give you money.” That was exactly what I professed and still profess. Those who do not deserve something should not get it.

But then things started going wrong. Even in the best of times, our politicians began to borrow unnecessarily, with the illogical justification that our country was less in debt than other countries. And the debt, which at that time was several tens of billions of kronor per year, eventually ballooned to the hundreds of billions of kronor that the populists have taken from us in recent times.

After all, how pleased I was when those who promised to address the debt problem won the last general election. It is clear, for example, that our ODS is no longer the party of the Klaus era. But commitments are wrong, and political commitments are doubly wrong. And the last people who were able to manage the state\’s finances failed miserably. They will be saddled with hundreds of billions more in debt.

To me, this means one thing. The loss of illusion and hope for the future. Those who want to be wise farmers are no longer here. All I see are divisive populists who want to go in the wrong direction. So I am apologizing in my heart for what my generation is trying to do to my daughter. And I hope to die before this country goes bankrupt.

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